Saturday, May 25, 2013

Happy Towel Day!!

Sass that hoopy Ford Prefect, there's a frood who really knew where his towel is.

He
also used to like carrying a book around with him. Obviously we can't
match The Hitch-Hikers Guide for sheer helpfulness or the comforting
words of 'DON'T PANIC' on the back, but we can at least offer a volume
as absorbing as any towel!

War!
What is it good for? A great many things, according to Dexter Snide.
But the current interstellar conflict threatens to divert public
attention from his plans to plunge the universe into economic ruin.

To
make matters worse, rival broadcaster the PHUX Corporation, has
exclusive coverage rights for the war between the ultra-bureaucratic
System and the cute but belligerent Bunnymen. The ratings war is on.

Sentient
planet Alphaterre Metroplaisir – or Alph to his friends – faces
devastation and an end to his cheerful theme-park ambience as his
capital city is torn apart by Evil’s latest TV phenomenon,The Minion Factor. Alph turns to PHUX for help and, in a primetime advertising slot, the call goes out for heroes.

Even
with a war on and heroes in short supply, there are some who will
always find time to tackle Evil UnLtd. Especially those with old
personal scores to settle.

Once they’re done with the System, the Bunnymen are coming for Evil UnLtd too.

The odds are stacked and the Evil gang need to be more united than ever.

A tall order, when they are divided and scattered. And perhaps the most serious threats of all come from within...

Other ebook formats will follow, plus a paperback for those who prefer a bit of hard copy.
As part of our ongoing Evil vs Cancer campaign, we will be donating 50% of royalties from all Evil UnLtd books to Cancer Research UK. Thanks to all those who've lent their support so far.

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About Me

Born in Penzance in 1967. From the age of about three I was probably dreaming of writing for Doctor Who. Certainly it wasn't a case of just watching it: I'd go to bed with all sorts of adventures and story possibilities buzzing around in my head. From the age of eleven, I knew, whenever any aunts and uncles asked the "What do you want to do when you grow up?" question, the stock replies of jet pilot, train driver, astronaut were never going to be good enough for me. "I want to be a writer", I always said. And, what do you know, I am.